Page 103 of Loving the Liar

“No!” I scream, throwing my head to the side.

With his other hand, he grips my hair, holding my head exactly where he needs it.

“Chris—”

“Uh-uh. We concluded you’d be silent for the rest of the weekend.”

Hard rubber pushes past my teeth. It’s not a ball gag, it’s something more invasive. It feels phallic, like the tip of a dick.

“Open wide, Sweets.”

“Chris, please,” I murmur against the rubber.

“Shh. Open.”

He pushes more violently, and it breaches the barrier of my lips, my teeth. I whimper when it invades my mouth, pressing against my tongue.

“Do you like my new gag?” I feel him buckle it behind my head, and for a second, I’m afraid it’ll go so deep I’ll be sick.

My hands automatically go to my mouth, trying to take it out. When I follow the straps to the back of my head, he takes hold of both my wrists, pinning them to my lower stomach with one hand.

“Calm down,” he says softly. “It’s a dildo gag. It’s a step up from the ball gag we used in the past. It’ll be hard, but you can try to swallow around it.”

Shaking my head, I try my best to breathe through my nose. Please is at the tip of my tongue, but it’s impossible to say.

“I think this will be a good lesson for you, Sweets. If you want to stay silent, I’ll keep you silent.”

A whimper gets past me, my frantic breathing now matching the tightness in my lower stomach.

He hooks my legs across his knees and spreads his thighs to keep me open.

“Now.” He pats my pussy through my jeans, making me jolt from the zap of pleasure. “About the next twenty-four hours.”

I shift on his lap, the presence of the small dildo in my mouth driving me insane. I don’t like having my mouth full like this, not being able to talk or take it out. But the helplessness he’s putting me through is awakening the pleasure that always comes with this treatment.

“Every year, the Shadows host what they call a business weekend after initiations. They have the new Shadows at the temple to confirm the role they’ll take on within the Circle. We’ve already been told those things before initiating, but it’s an occasion to make it official and meet with some people within the Circle who have similar roles.”

He presses his palm between my legs, making me moan around the gag.

“In a minute, I’m going to test how wet this is making you, and I bet my life your panties will be soaked.”

I shake my head, but I don’t think he cares about my denial.

“Most Shadows will be doing a little bit of business, and a lot of pleasure. And that’s when the Aphrodites come in. Heras aren’t invited, and only the Aphrodites people have asked for will be present. Your name was voted quite a few times.”

He slaps my pussy through my jeans again. I inhale sharply through my nose, squeezing my eyes shut as I go through more delicious torture.

“Until this week, you haven’t been called as an Aphrodite because the Circle thinks I’ve been using you. That text you received tonight, that’s what all Aphrodites get from a Shadow when they’re being called upon. And every time Zeus offered Aphrodites, I said I wanted you. Said it before anyone else. And I pretended to send you that text. Every. Single. Time.”

Is he telling me the reason I haven’t been used by anyone at the temple is because he was protecting me from them?

“Remember what we agreed, Ella?” His now stern voice makes me squirm on his lap. God, I love it when I can feel the way I belong to him deep in my bones. “No other men. It’s not a suggestion. It’s not advice to keep things peaceful between us. My word is law, and there will be hell to pay for disobeying.”

His palm presses through my jeans again, and instead of fighting against his obsessive behavior, I moan around the gag. “I would never hurt you. You’re my everything. You’re my heaven in this goddamned broken world. But I will hurt anyone you let near you, do you understand? I won’t kill them. I’d much rather they suffer for a long, torturous time.”

With a huff, he pulls his hand away from my burning core. “But I’ll admit, I would be rather annoyed if I ended up in prison because you disobeyed and let someone else than me touch you. So, be a good girl and keep in mind: No. Other. Men.”

He kisses my cheek, then my jaw, probably feeling the leather of the gag with his lips. Burying his face in my neck, he talks against my skin and brings goosebumps scattering down my arms.

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